a tear was trembling on the blushing cheek of Geraldine. She was then playing the air of her friend's favourite song; it recalled the remembrance of many delightful evenings, but never had Geraldine been so happy as on that evening. The last, last, note of the symphony died away. Jeanie began to sing,

THE COURTING;

OR

CHAPPIN OUT ANNIE.

Dear Annie, dinna tremble so,
Nae warlock slily wanders near;
"Tis but the burnie's gentle flow,

The sound of stirring leaves, you hear.

The birdies on the greenwood spray

Have ceas'd their melting notes of love;

Nae troutis in the streamlet play,-
But hush'd is a the sleeping grove.

Nae, lassie, raise thy tearfu ee;

Part frae thy face the gowden hair;
Nor let the rosy colour flee

Frae that dear cheek sae palely fair,god

Deem not the birken siller stems

Which glisten in the soft moonlight,
Where ev'ning hangs her dewy gems,
The burnish'd arms o'hostile knight.

Then dinna, dinna, tremble so,

Let love, dear lassie, banish fear; "Tis but thy lover's plighted vow,

His whisper'd faith, you trembling hear.

Duncan looked round as his sister finished singing; he remembered what were his feelings the last time she had sung to him. He left the room; when he returned, his manner was perfectly composed, for he had been praying; but his eyes were red, for he had been weeping.

Mr. Forbes is now more wealthy, and far happier than he has ever been. Duncan has left Cambridge, and will be shortly ordained: he only waits till he shall have completed his twentythird year.

NAOMI.

"And give thyself unto him full and free,
That full and freely gave himself for thee."
Spenser's Hymn of Heavenly Love.

"At that time was Jesus; a wise man; if it be lawful to call him a man; for he was the performer of divers admirable works, and the instructor of those who willingly entertained the truth; and he drew unto him divers Jews and Greeks to be his followers. This was Christ, who, being accused by the princes of our nation, before Pilate, and afterwards condemned by our people, and punished with crucifixion; yet they ceased not to love him, who had once set their love upon him; for he appeared alive again the third day, the holy prophets having spoken these and a thousand more things about him. And a nation from him hath taken the denomination of Christians, who remain to this very day!"

Josephus, Book XVIII. Chap. 3.

NAOMI.

I HAVE never seen a Jew," said Florence Clifford; "I mean, I do not know that I have ever seen one."

There were some very clever men talking to Mrs. Vere, the aunt of Florence, about the Jews; and Florence left the book she had been reading still open, to listen to their conversation: it had lasted nearly an hour, but her finger was still upon the unfinished page. No one replied to her remark, if it were heard, and Florence continued nearly in the same position, thinking, after the gentlemen were gone. "Where are your thoughts wandering, my love?" said Mrs. Vere." I was thinking about the Jews, aunt." Florence dreamt about the Jews that night.

Some days after, it was told Florence that a